Shit

It is here that I sit

With all of this shit

Swirling around in my head

It just won’t quit

I want to submit

Everything is filled with dread

I can not remit

All I do is spit

Hanging on a very thin thread

What is this fit

Is the anger legit

I just see everything in red

I move bit by bit

And try to admit

But question where I have been led

I can’t take this shit

I’ve lost my grit

These burdens I wish to shed

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